Qiao Qing's Journey

For more than a decade, she disguised herself as a weakling while preyed on the strong – Qiao Qing had never viewed reputation as an important matter. But people began to take advantage and purposely hurt the ones she cared about. Qiao Qing then decided to stop hiding her real self. An incapable good-for-nothing? Her natural genius IQ can explode your eyeballs! A lowly commoner? Her real identity made her someone who you are not worthy enough to be friends with! A feeble chick? Her skills in ancient martial arts can result in you looking for your teeth all over the ground! A godly student, a godly Go player, a godly night rider, a godly martial artist… as her real identity revealed little by little, all those snobs who once viewed her poorly began to switch sides and attempted to please her. Qiao Qing shut the front door. No guests welcomed. She blocked those who wanted her for their own selfish demands, but she couldn’t stop this one evildoer from approaching her. Just like that, climbing over the walls and entering through the window became Jun Yexuan’s specialty. As the President of the Jun Corporation, he had enough to protect Qiao Qing her entire life. But what bothered him was that Qiao Qing was far too independent and far too capable. Without any of his help, she was able to successfully handle everything. Jun Yexuan became moody – he felt like he wasn’t needed! So, on a random day, a cry for help appeared on Weibo, “What do I do when the wife is too capable? Waiting for immediate responses – it’s urgent.”

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560 Chs

Self Inflicted Humiliation

The people who had been called out started to look like green vegetables.

But would this make them retreat and back down?

Of course not!

The first person who was called out was named Hou Zibin. He turned and strutted to Qiao Qing right away.

With a serious apologetic look on his face, he said, "Qiao Qing, I am sorry for having such an ill-mannered mouth."

Then, he slapped himself in the face, "But I really like Feng Ci's book. I really want a copy. I am her die hard fan."

"So, I hope you have a big heart and can forgive me. I am going to be your fan from now on! If you point to the east, I wouldn't dare to walk towards the west!"

Qiao Qing, "..."

Luo Chen, "..."

Under Zibin's leadership, all the others who were called out came up to apologize.

"Qiao Qing, I am sorry."

"I was wrong. I never should've laughed at you. I punish myself by not smiling for a whole month."

"Qiao Qing..."

"..."

Luo Chen was laughing so hard he held onto his stomach. "All of this is so unnecessary. There are only nine books in total. After I take one for myself, there wouldn't be enough for all of you to split."

Then, he suddenly remembered something and turned around to ask Qiao Qing, "Qingqing, do you have more copies? Ones that aren't signed are okay too."

Qiao Qing thought about it and nodded, "I have some."

Everyone's eyes brightened.

Luo Chen asked, "How many copies?"

Qiao Qing shook her head, "I'm not too sure. I estimate there to be around 50 to 60."

"Wow~"

Fifty to 60 copies!

At once, all the students turned shocked. The way they looked at Qiao Qing was like they were looking at a monster.

Luo Chen was shocked for a long while as well before he collected himself, "Then that should be enough for everyone here to get a copy. Qingqing, should we give them one?"

Qiao Qing answered, "They're at home. They're too heavy so I didn't take them."

Hou Zibin amongst several others quickly hopped on being useful, "I'll help you take them after school!"

"Yes, yes, yes, we aren't afraid of them being heavy."

Nearby, Xu Yingying took a look at how everyone was being so respectful towards Qiao Qing, then took a look at Qiao Ning, who was feeling down. Xu Yinying was so furious she stomped her feet.

"Niannian has connections to the editor in chief and couldn't even get a copy, how could this girl have so many? Also, how can there be so many signed copies! They're probably imitated goods with fake signatures! Only you idiots would believe in her!"

Luo Chen's face turned cold when he heard this.

Before he could rebuttal, Hou Zibin hissed.

"Xu Yingying, enough is enough. Just how much benefit are you getting from Qiao Nian for you to be serving her so loyally?"

"I!" He patted his own chest, "I am a die hard fan of Feng Ci's. Would I not be able to differentiate a fake one from a real one? Are you blind? Can't you see the symbol that identifies it as a real signed copy?"

"Exactly!" Someone chimed in, "Though this is also my first time holding onto Feng Ci's signature, I've seen these on my phone countless times! Multiple experts have tried to imitate Feng Ci's artistic signature but nobody could succeed. You don't think I recognize my idol's writing?"

"Also the pen she uses to sign has golden highlights mixed in, as well as a very non-standard color. I've never found a pen with this color. I couldn't even find one online."

"That's exactly the point!" Luo Chen's expression was serious, "I have once asked someone to make a pen with exactly this kind of ink, and they all failed."

After everyone chimed in, many people began to tease Qiao Nian and Xu Yingying.

"You can't even identify Feng Ci's signature and you have the face to call yourself her fan?"

"Aye, they were never real fans. They only wanted to gloat when they offered to buy us some copies. They wanted to gloat about how they get to speak with the editor-in-chief and get copies easily when the rest of us have to fight until we bleed to get one. In the end, she got slapped in the face! She couldn't even get a single copy!"

"I can let go of the fact that she couldn't get a copy. I actually forgot about her but she came back to talk to us. So to her, the fact that she failed to buy a copy must mean that everyone else's is fake. How laughable!"

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